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#amwriting #poem #poetry - Between Us Two
Between Us Two
My love and I still smile when kissing;
secure to know we have no dog.
For in that falling moment, lightness,
bright as each I we plucked in wooing.
We assume the blind; we float in joy;
at the every very weakness, weighed in light.
My love and I still smile when kissing;
secure to know we have no dog.
For in that falling moment, lightness,
bright as each I we plucked in wooing.
We assume the blind; we float in joy;
at the every very weakness, weighed in light.
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#amwriting #poem #poetry - The Wall of My Childhood Bedroom
The Wall of My Childhood Bedroom
More blue:to hold this flick of tongue
that like a lizard basked on stone.
More blue: in dusted memory turns
to play as smoke in shafted sun
so soft a wrist now pressed; more blue:
against all summers brighter, then.
More blue:to hold this flick of tongue
that like a lizard basked on stone.
More blue: in dusted memory turns
to play as smoke in shafted sun
so soft a wrist now pressed; more blue:
against all summers brighter, then.
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